Ashk Girte Hain Meri Sans Sambhal Jati Hai,
Day K Ek Dard Shaam Guzar Jati Hai,
Us Ko Dekhon To Mere Dard Ko Milta Hai Sakon,
Us Se Bichron To Meri Jaan NIKAL Jati Hai,
Ishq Kuch Aise Mitata Hai
Nishan-e-Hasti,
Jese Har Raat Ujaale Ko NIGAL Jati Hai,
Zakham Bharta Hi Nahi Us Ki JUDAI Ka Mager,
Phir Us Ki Yaad Naya Dard UGAL Jati Hai,
Wo Agar Dil Pe Mere Hath Hi Rakh day. . .
Tot'ti Sans Bhi Kuch Dair SANBHAL Jati Hai...
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